Too long slept I
inside the broken theatre
by the ocean’s restless tide
When the eyes of my beloved
were not yet upon me;
I felt cold sand beneath me
all around me, a smothering salted grave
Then saving grace bestowed
upon me her gift of life renewed
Through fluttering swift rescue,
a butterfly’s wings
whispered things of mornings
never dreamt before in dulled longing time
I left the broken theatre
to belong once and forever
to a new kaleidoscopic world
Where, in eyes everchanging
, was reflected a boundless river
, a shiver contained a thousand nights
for the light we held together